A Break

And here we are.  2 days away from December.  33 days away from a new year.  2016 has been a wild, crazy and fun ride.  I have a feeling 2017 is going to be even better, more exciting,  and filled with more and more change.  Until then, we are on a break.  We took our house off the market 2 days ago and let me tell you – toys are EVERYWHERE.  It feels nice.  So relieving to just be care free again and let the kids be kids without hooting and hollering about messes constantly in fear we might get a showing.  Is this what we had envisioned in our grand plan?  Heck no.  But that’s ok!  This is where we are at and we can either run with it or sit here and pout.  We are running.  We pulled out the decorations and have been filling this house with Hooper Christmas Spirit for one final time – what a special gift; a gift we didn’t even think about but man I am so happy we have it.  I love Christmas and to able to celebrate a final Christmas in our first house we had together; the house we started our family in is the best gift this season.  So now what?  We enjoy our break.  Our plan is to possibly re-list during the ‘prime’ season come spring time.  Hopefully it will be quick and painless sell and we can finally start our grand RV adventure.  I pray the offer will be the right offer and the right family.  We have said from the beginning that if it is meant to be it will be.  Now is not the time.  God has made that abundantly clear to us.  We aren’t going to push it.  We look forward to having time to continue to sort through our items of keep/sell/donate and to spend time with our AWESOME neighbors.  They are great neighbors guys.  SO SO SO great.

Andrew took the kiddos this past weekend while I worked.  It was SUCH a blessing.  I enjoyed the quiet, got to nap, and relax.  I also binge watched the return of Gilmore Girls.  AND all I  have to say about that is there better be another season because I am just not ok with that ending.  The kids had an absolute blast in the country as always and seeing those pictures of them running free is such a drive for me to pursue this dream of ours even more.  I cannot wait for that piece of land, that barndominium.  Cannot even wait.

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Our very first Christmas in this house consisted of Andrew, I and our sweet brand spanking new puppy Shelby.   I remember pulling out the artificial tree setting it up in the living room next to the fireplace and just looking at each other and busting out laughing.  Our new living room ATE this tree up.  It was tiny!!!!!  It looked so perfect in our 600 square foot apartment downtown, but here it looked teeeeeny.  SO we moved it into our entry and became 2 tree people.  I never thought I would be more than a one tree person, but alas, life again fooled me.  We trucked off to Home Depot in search of the perfect REAL tree.  The perfect 12 foot tree.  WHAT were we thinking?  Good question.  We were obviously very new to this whole space concept.  We figured 12 foot ceilings and pretty much no furniture we could fit a 12 foot tree.  Well, after chopping off a couple of feet from the bottom and trimming the whole back side off we did fit our 12 foot tree in to the living room.  It was HUGE and it was BEAUTIFUL.  I think this may have been the starting point of this crazy dream of ours – not that either of us realized it then.  We decorated this tree with THOUSANDS {no lie} of lights and about the 10 ornaments we owned.   Because lets be real…..after buying a 12 footer we couldn’t afford to decorate it :).  SO it was a pile of sparkling pine perfection.  As we sat on the couch admiring our tree, we talked about one day having a house with a sun-room in the front that during the winter would become a tree room.  It would be big enough to put the largest tree we could imagine in there.  This was the beginning of the dream.  A tree room.  We loved that tree, {and all the critters that snuck in on it} and shoving the largest tree we could manage into our living room quickly became a new family tradition – until a toddler entered our lives – END of everything right there.  Our first toddler Christmas consisted of a Charlie Brown 2 footer {which barely survived the season}.  The next year we graduated back to a real tree but a MUCH smaller real tree – like 4-5 feet in fear our little monkey child would think it was for climbing.  This year, our final year I begged Andrew to have one FINAL 12 footer.  Just one more big tree I thought would make it the perfect final Christmas.  The more I thought about it, the more I turned from that idea.  That tree is being saved for our FIRST Christmas in the tree room, not the FINAL Christmas in our first house.  NO, the tree that deserves to be the FINAL tree in the FIRST house is the FIRST tree that has been here through it all. We spent all day yesterday digging our first tree out of the attic building and decorating it with shatter proof ornaments.  It is perfect.  AND best part – it doesn’t even look that small.  That first year our house swallowed it up – but this year – nope.  It was as if this tree was made for this house; made for us.  The stockings and the chaos we have added to the house over the past 5 years have made it the perfect space for this little tree of ours.  No tree would have been the best option considering the status of our children right who think that anything round is a baseball {hence that shatter proof ornaments} but that wasn’t an option.  So much of the magic of Christmas to me is in the tree.  Every tree holds a special story and brings back such a unique set of feelings from my childhood, my Christmas’ growing up.  I want my boys to always have special tree memories as well; and so far I think we have nailed that part.  It also seems that one day many Christmas’ from now I became a tree per room person.   Insert shocked face here.  As I wrote this post I envisioned bringing our first tree with us and putting it in our master bedroom.  After all, it will always be our tree.

 

 

first tree, downtown apartment
first tree, downtown apartment
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first HUGE tree in the house
huge, fat tree year
huge, fat tree year
my favorite tree
my favorite tree
Charlie Brown tree year, teh 2 footer
Charlie Brown tree year, the 2 footer
Wyatt's first real tree, normal size
Wyatt’s first real tree, normal size
the FIRST and FINAL tree
the FIRST and FINAL tree

I hope this Christmas Season brings you all wonderful memories and special moments.  Capture them up, you will never have Christmas 2016 to do again.  Make it a good one.

 

xo,

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